Merchant Of Death

Prophesies

' what exactly is going on' I asked already tensed up. The girl quirked her perfectly cut brows in confusion.
She took my hands , sitting me back down on the plush sofa and began.

  " It all began a long time ago..."

Back in time..
The lady ran as fast as her legs could take her,also being careful with the baby wrapped in her arms.her legs became wobbly and her breathing slow. She could not take it anymore  but she had to run,and run as fast as she could if she cared enough for this baby.

" Psst psst" she stopped to rest on a broken table when she heard a call." Psssst pssst" the call came harder and was also persistent.
The young woman turned her head to look at where the call was coming from and her eyes met with an old woman with a walking stick , she used her stick to gesture for her to come.

Nervous and scared she looked back and heard distant voices " oh no" she looked at her baby then at the old woman." There is nothing we can do huh" she wispherd to her sleeping child and reluctantly followed the old stranger.

They came to halt at a small cottage. The weather beaten slat cottage sat at the far end of a mostly brown lawn .wood silverd by the sun.roof shingles warped.small stands of plantain and  a giant bird of paradise for privacy. The woman sighed, looking down at her child with love, she'll do anything to make her child safe she thought.

" Come in" the old stranger stood by the door waiting for her to get in.
" Thank you so much"the old lady nodded her head as she shut the door and offered her a sit.
" Why are they chasing you" the old woman asked with caution making sure she and her baby were comfortable.

" I.i don't know" she stutters

" Are you sure.i can help" the lady laughed and scoffed

" Help? Seriously what can you do"
." Save your child" the lady turned her head to face her.

" And how  exactly do you want to save her." She asked

" By helping you ". The old lady stopped whatever she was doing and faced her

  " And why would you want to help me, you don't know me"

" I don't know you,but I see you as a mother who loves her child and would do anything to keep her baby safe.that is the reason why I want to help you." She explained walking up to her, taking the sleeping child from the arms of her mother into her own frail arms.then proceeded to speak again.

" But I'll need one thing from you.."

" If it's to help save my child from whatever is happening,then I'll give you anything,even if it requires my life"

"Are you sure" the old lady asked

" Very sure,as long is for my baby"  her eyes became moist as tears gatherd at the corner of her eyes" What do you need?"

" Her soul..."
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After hearing all that she had said,I burst into fits of laughter.what the hell.this sounded like a movie ,but wait who is the baby in the shawl.. just thinking about it I burst into laughter again and looked around to see if they found it funny too but their looks were Stony not too suprised though they are family.
Quickly I collected myself and sat upright straightening my dress.

" So ,um why are you telling me this?" They all looked at me their Expression still the same. This is getting creepy I know I asked but why are they not blinking. I waved my hands in Derek's face and he swat it." Ouch" asshole

" Okay okay I know I asked what was going on but how does a running lady, an old woman and a sleeping baby answer my question" seriously I dont see how what they had said had to do with me.

"Because it does" the girl answered with her brow raised. I scoffed, she heaved a sigh and looked at one of her brother's to save her.

" I can't believe Derek hasn't told you  anything about the prophesy" one of the guys interjected.

" What prophesy" I asked confused. Really they should start getting crystal on things here.

" About a hundred years ago a prophesy was made that,"A baby will be born,a leader of the spirit world ,a warrior, a conqueror ,a queen that'll defeat hades and destroy his Kingdom.but thus on that day , a soul is exchanged for a price and a mark is placed on the soul by the devil himself, a mark of difference...." Immediately he stops like he's trying to remember something.

" I can't really remember the rest but it has to do with a merchant awakening, and that is where he comes in" he pointed towards derek. I'm trying so hard not to laugh at their faces cause they look so funny.

  " So..the prophesy who exactly were they talking about and I know it has to do with the baby. So who was the baby?"

Suddenly Derek stands up from the velvet sofa he has been sitting down for hours, I was beginning to think he was glued there. But he looked frustrated, irritated and angry as he starts pacing around the room. He stops all of a sudden in front of me and gave me stern stare

" You, Amelia you were the baby in the shawl, you are the child the prophesy talks about....you are the child of difference". He did not stutter when he spoke neither did he mince his words or was he jittery so I know I heard him well. I am the one , I have been the one all this while.

I looked around and saw them looking at me trying to read my expression.  So all this while none of me has been a mistake ,my orbs were not a mistake, my parents hating me was not a mistake. Now I see the reason why my parents hate me or should I say the people I don't know? What of mama there is a reason she loves me right? Her eyes always held secret fears but of what? What does the mark on my waist mean, it's counting my days right cause of a messed up statement I made and now I'm hearing a prophesy. I sighed and slumped my shoulders leaving them to sag.

I need answers and I need them now.
" Tell me everything and I mean everything... Derek"
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... we need answers people.. 🙄 please tell me what you think of this chapter by commenting and don't forget to vote this chapter and follow me if you have not 😊 thank you so much for the comments and the votes and please help me to share my story 😥to your friends.

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Zona cares 😊🤭..

Zona signs out...🤭😊😘

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